Oops, I did it again...

About two weeks ago we added two new little goldfish to our sealife family. So, we had Zorro (now deceased), Mr. Noodle, Goldie #1 and Goldie #2, the twins. In an effort to make sure that they all were fed well, I gave all four of them just a little extra food. Well, that resulted in Zorro's untimely death. I have never been so upset over a fish, except for the time when I caught my first fish but the hook went through his little eye. I am devastated when creatures suffer, so when I came home to a "floater" two weeks ago, I couldn't get my thoughts off of the little guy. Well, time had passed and my heart had heeled, but my happy little fish haven was about to change for the 2nd time. I did it again, out of love, killed another one, just TODAY! I came home from taking Garrett and Cole to the park, only to find one of the goldie twins doing the motionless backstroke (aka kicked the bucket). I wasn't as upset as when Zorro went home to fishy heaven, but it was still disturbing. How can I be over feeding? I feed only once per day, so maybe it isn't my love of making sure my human children are fed, as well as those of an aquatic nature, after all. I don't know what is wrong. All I have to say is if I get this upset about a fish, how am I going to be on the day that Garrett and Cole want to bring home a puppy? You'd better buy me some stock in tissues, that is all I have to say.